The Prodigal Son of the Mystical Sect

As the aroma entered his nose, Mr. Jiao's expression suddenly changed, and then his rough old hands slowly stroked the peel, as if he were stroking his favorite woman... There was a hint of intoxication in his expression unconsciously...

"The top-grade Rakshasa fruit...almost stimulates all the potential of this fruit. Once it is successful, its effectiveness will be doubled."

After saying this, everyone in the room frowned slightly, and the woman in purple said with an unkind expression: "Is it so exaggerated?"

"Huh?" Mr. Jiao suddenly showed an unkind expression when he heard this. The man in green apologized repeatedly, which made his expression lighten up a little.

After a pause, the man in green said: "Does Mr. Jiao know how to create this fruit?"

Hearing this, Mr. Jiao was silent for a moment: "I have to try it."

"Hehe, sir, it doesn't hurt to try."

Nodding, Mr. Jiao took a bite of the Rakshasa fruit, chewed it carefully for a moment, closed his eyes slightly, concentrated his consciousness, and did not let go of any detail...

After a long time, Mr. Jiao let out a long sigh. Seeing this, the man in green frowned slightly: "What? Mr. Jiao can't do anything?"

"No... I have roughly figured out the effect, but..."

Hearing this, everyone in the venue was overjoyed. Although they had already set up a dragnet, no one could grasp such a thing too much. They all looked at Mr. Jiao with hope. The man in green even smiled lightly and said: "Now that the fruit has been figured out, why are you sighing? Hehe, you were really frightened just now."

After hearing this, Mr. Jiao's expression did not change and he said directly: "It is not difficult to create this fruit. The difficulty lies in not letting go."

As he spoke, he leaned on the table and began to write the list. He stopped writing and sometimes thought for a while. When he finished writing, everyone in the room took a look and took a breath...

But seeing the precious treasures listed one after another, they had only seen half of them, and the cumulative value exceeded the value of the Rakshasa Fruit itself... In other words, their original guess was wrong, and Chu Tianxiao did not get anything. Regarding the new cultivation method, it is completely unnecessary for them to invite Mr. Jiao to analyze it with such great fanfare...

Because this is simply a top-quality fruit made with money. It has no value for money. It is destined to lose money from the moment it is born!

"...What a ruthless prodigal. Does he want to pin all his hopes on the Fruit Festival?"

"...Hmph, it's just that Qian Donkey is very poor in skills. After the meeting, he will definitely be defeated."

"We have been preparing for this game for too long, and there is absolutely no possibility of failure. But now it seems that the results can be expanded..."

"Indeed, Chu Tianxiao is playing such a big game, how can we not accompany him? This time, we will not only involve his energy, but also severely damage the Chu family!"

"That's right! As long as Chu Tianxiao dares to come to this fruit gathering, he will surely fall into our trap!"

…

Just when a group of people from the Shenhou family were full of ambitions, Chu Tianxiao looked at Mu Liuling in front of him and said leisurely: "We...will not attend the fruit meeting in two days."

"The period of the decisive battle and the fruit fair in the Ten Thousand Medicine Garden are too close, too coincidental, so it's inappropriate."

Chu Tianxiao said leisurely: "This is a trap. Under normal circumstances, I would still be in the mood to play with them, but not this time. Time is a bit tight. If the situation is too small, I cannot defeat this alliance at once."

"So, we're not going."

Mu Liuling nodded when he heard this and said: "Young Master is wise. Others would never expect that Young Master used such great skill, but in the end it was a false shot. This trick can hide the truth and do things cheaply."

Chu Tianxiao smiled lightly and said: "It's not a big deal. The success of those Rakshasa Fruits mainly depends on the Heavenly Spiritual Water. And the Heavenly Spiritual Water I got from the Panlong Pillar is a business without capital, and the cost is not that high." Gao... As for a fake shot... Hehe, it's worth it to be fake or real!"

Hearing this, Mu Liuling thought for a moment, then suddenly realized, with a hint of admiration in his voice: "I see...Liu Ling understands, the young master's methods are really sharp, but I don't know when we will take action?"

"Almost..." Chu Tianxiao said, waving his hand, "Liu Ling, come with me."

"yes."

…

Chu Tianxiao was walking ahead, and soon he came to a side room in Emperor Garden. Before he could open the door and enter, he heard a loud noise coming from inside.

"No! This direction is wrong. Try integrating Jiuzhuhua again?"

"Impossible! The medicinal properties of Jiuzhuhua conflict with spiritual rice. How can you add something like that! I think this failure is due to the fluctuation of spiritual power. If the ancient tripod is used..."

"Fart! What is Gu Ding doing? Jiuzhuhua is the right one!"

"Nonsense! How can your completely different idea succeed?"

"What's wrong with the opposite direction? The vast land of China is round. As long as you keep walking, you will always reach the end..."

"... Damn it! I can't communicate with you, a stubborn donkey. The old rules are duel!"

"A duel is a duel! Take out your little puppet!"

With a bang, Chu Tianxiao pushed open the door and saw that what was in front of him was not a quiet room, but a valley full of birdsong and flowers, a small space somewhere in the Imperial Garden. At this moment, a group of disciples of the "Cultivator Immortal Sect" dressed in white were arguing around a tall spiritual platform here. When the stalemate continued, they took out the most popular little puppets in the vast land of China, input true energy, and made them move... Then they saw these little puppets transformed into one after another in the air, some graceful, some cute, some enchanting, some pure, some young girls, wearing seductive and coquettish clothes, some wearing maid outfits... They looked lifelike, but their heads were only a quarter of the size of ordinary girls.

Following the order from the man in the field, they glowed and tore each other apart in various ways, looking like ordinary mortal girls fighting each other... claws, teeth, chests... all of which were their weapons of battle. In the process of tearing... there was inevitably the danger of exposing their skin. Whenever their "little people" tore someone else's clothes, their owners would immediately stare at them with a pig-like expression, and if it was the other way around, they would yell and curse the other's eighteen generations of ancestors...

They, it seemed, had stopped treating these "little people" as puppets...

Watching this scene, Mu Liuling pressed his forehead and sighed to Chu Tianxiao: "Young Master, is this the thing you spent 30 million to buy?"

Chu Tianxiao tapped his chin, but didn't look at her, but turned his eyes away, and said in amazement: "These little people puppets..."

"Young Master!" Seeing that his eyes were not right, Mu Liuling immediately said coquettishly, and Chu Tianxiao waved his hand: "Heh, I just think there is something I may have forgotten to do..."

"What is it?" Hearing this, Mu Liuling was a little curious, but at the same time, she suddenly had an extremely ominous premonition in her heart...

"Look, Liuling, those 'girl masters' who saw their little puppets' clothes being torn were so nervous and angry, which fully shows that these people are quite considerate... Don't you have the idea of ​​helping them?" Chu Tianxiao looked at them and remembered the hard IT career he had experienced before crossing over, and the group of otakus who were addicted to girl games and were not much different from the group in front of him...

"...No." Mu Liuling's mouth twitched, and as she spoke, she showed a sad expression again, "Young Master, have you come up with any weird and wasteful ideas again?"

"Hehe..." Chu Tianxiao smiled mysteriously, but did not speak directly, "You will know later. "